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Say No To Drugs

Hello dear friend, her name is Crystal.
She has charming affects, and a beautiful whistle.
She will take you by surprise, 
Beware, inside broken families is where she resides.
There is no limit to where she can take you, 
no boundaries to where you might go, rest assure in the end
She will always break you.
Listen to the drug, as you inhale her mumbles.
Before you fall you will stumble. Left, right?
Confused by the meth pipe.
Her name is crystal, to some its death ice.
She will be your freedom, and your past time.
She will be your hidden happiness, and your last dime.
As you tell yourself yet again, this is the last time.
Your bond will grow stronger every time you meet her.
Your heart will become weaker,
As your problems sink deeper.
She will promise you confidence, only to disguise the depression.
Some were promised youth, but instead got heaven.
As for others, five to seven.
A life style of fabrication, 
She will be your medication. 
Her name is Crystal, 
Please approach with caution.
She will be your only friend, and the final nail in your coffin.
She was once a good friend of mines, 
She promised me joy,
At the end it turned out to only be a dead end sign.
Dear friend, not even one time.

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Mindfully Encaged

From the vines of a broken family I arose.
Too much time on my hands.
The smell of revenge on my clothes.
The friends I once counted abundantly,
Turned to foes.
And the shallow sense
Of emptiness confronted me. 
A hallway of temptation lay 
Right in front of me. 
Each room to portray a blurry memory 
That still haunted me. 
Locked away deep inside my mind.
Dreaming of my daughter or son-to-be.
Imagining the day - my old friends,
Would come back and run with me.
My relationship with reality ended
Suddenly.
The gap between me and myself became 
Too large to wedge. 
Although vibrant in flesh,
I was emotionally dead.
Wrote off, and soulfully misled..
Into a black market lifestyle where only cheaters
Get ahead. 
And anyone who was anybody, fled. 
This is my world- living inside my head.

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Take Me Back

Take me back,
When we were both adolescents whose dreams were shattered.
When the view of the world smothered our vision.
When you mattered.
When our pupils were dilated and our thoughts were scattered.
When the weight of the world wasn't so heavy.
When success came in crumbs 
And failure was served on a full platter.
When bad decisions became great lessons.
When weeks turned into minutes and nights felt like seconds.
When time had no presence.
Take me back,
When the the darkness shielded our troubles.
When my shadow didn't even follow me home.
Exhausted from all the struggles.
When self created lies led us back to sin.
When we walked toe to toe with death,  
Hiding the hardened souls beneath our plastic skin.
Take me back,
When chaos was controlled with a controlled substance.
When life wasn't our friend,
And criminal activity was our favorite cousin. 
When the streets cried because we abused our privileges.
When the lies sunk in, our hearts remained pure.
When a thousand words rested inside one tear.
Take me back,
When the sacrifices showed on our face, so our words went unspoken.
When the oxycodone easily lifted our stress.
When I was goofy and you were overly obsessed
When we lived everday as our last, caring less and less about what happened next.
When the taste of failure, was so painful because we did our best.
Take me back,
When fear was a person I could not approach.
When trust ran slim and I wore insecurity like a coat. 
When there was a thin line between love and dope.
Take me back,
To when life was good.

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Buried Prayers

Father God whose in heaven.
Deliver me from the wicked ways
Of my wicked heart that beats so rapidly.
See me through my half-dead days full
Of tragedy. 
Accompanied by many spiritual casualties.
Remove the premature words of deceptive slurs
That rest in my mouth like cavities.
Unchain me from my life's narrative of:
"This is how it has to be"
Father God deliver me from my sinfully 
Altered reality.
Liberate my heart from this land of injustice.
Where folks are so far removed from the truth,
They carry their lies around in a bucket.
A land racially disfigured by politicians 
Who make six figures, while pretending to 
Care about our existence.
A land where the media has dismantled us, socially.
The land where opportunity is promised
Although most dreams start at "definitely" 
and end with "hopefully".
Dear Father in Heaven, 
Is this how its supposed to be?
Release me from the cold hard grip of the society.
Where your income determines your survival.
A land where religious leaders who preach,
Proceed to snort cocaine off of the same bible.
Lord have mercy on our souls,
When we attend the trials.

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A Repossessed Heart

For awhile I've been desperately searching,
Scrolling through my emotions.
I always seem to stop at mad. 
Unconsciously flipping through out dated job ads.
Searching for any path, any door of certainty 
That I can reach out and grasp.
Just anything, anything that might last.
Any pair of willing ears to hear the recycled 
Stories of a lost kid with no dad.
Through trials I came to realize faith.
It has no look, no voice, no face. 
Its about believing in what can't be seen.
Throwing your faith into dark, unknown waters.
And then reeling in your most desirable dreams.
I'm related to depression.
And kin to low self esteem.
But with unmovable faith and a strong mind.
You may achieve anything, or just everything.

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Still Alive

Many of us are lost between time.
Blaming God for the lives we designed.
Look in the mirror before peeking through the blinds.
Kind parents whose children are distraught 
From an electronic generation where failure is bought.
And criminal activities are purposely sought 
For social acceptance.
I am the youth.
I am racially off balanced and judicially challenged.
My ego and severely stupid choices drowned my talents.
I am the youth.
I am committed to change.
I've learned to love life and live through the pain.
I've been disowned by my own but inside a strong spirit remains 
Let us violate the past..
When we dreamed of what we wanted
Now all we do is dream of what we had.
I am the 90s baby in a 2000s mask.
I am my choices. 
I am my past.

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Days of I

The days of our lives, in which we lived so hopelessly.
Dear God, I've gave it all I got.
When will the devil stop choking me?
Before I reeked of sin, they never noticed me.
The days of our lives, 
Turmoil kept me content.
Animosity flowed through the air as if it
Came through the vents. 
He recognized the twisted intentions of a weak mind. 
I tap danced with Lucifer, while on several occasions making love to the life of crime. 
The Days of our lives.
Her heart is still drenched with regret. 
Im still a slave to the money, but I 've learned 
no amount of gin can wash away the stress.
The days of our lives.
There was a time when I didn't know roses came with thorns. 
As if the highway to success did not have many storms. 
The days of our lives
When a torn heart felt just fine.

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Where Do Echoes Hide

Its hard being an echoe.
The shadows cover your voice
And regret seems to never let go.
Its hard being unheard. 
How could so much pain come from one word?
I've hidden behind the lose lips of the absurd.
I've crept along the edges of many hurtful slurs.
Theres only what could of been, what you could of heard. 
You see at one point there was potential between my letters.
Now my value is equivalent to that old penny under your dresser.
He has no purpose, therefore I am just like him.
We are both worthless, and our future is dim.
Free the unheard voices of corrupted pathways.
The shallow hearted menaces who are more than castaways.
I chose the dirt road for a reason.
I chose to explore the path that no one believes in.
Because I believe theres bumps in the road for a reason. 
I've kept content on the outside, but inside Im bleeding.
For now I am just an echoe, a voice from afar. 
Look away now! You never have cared.
You never noticed me, although I've always been here.